The Divine Chessboard and the Pawn that Crossed the River

Tao Xian squatted down not because of a headache, but because he was overwhelmed by such a massive influx of information flooding his brain. He only felt a "warmth," as if something inside him was starting to surge, perhaps his blood, Tao Xian thought. He stood up again to face this "strange" face and sorted out a lot of information. The original owner of this body was named Wen Xian. His birth date and background were unknown, but since he had memory, he had been following one of the most famous figures in the current world, the Great Sage, as a disciple. The footprints and legends of this master-disciple pair were everywhere in the civilized world. The Great Sage had another esteemed disciple named Ivy, who was a member of the royal family of the Gnuton Empire. To this day, even though the Gnuton Empire has become a shadow of the past, so fragmented that only ancient books and some stone relics prove its existence, and despite countless dynastic changes, all the rulers still respect the former princess of the previous dynasty, even granting her, or rather it, extremely high privileges.

Tao Xian, now Wen Xian, looked at himself in the reflection of the coffin lid, sorting through all the information. The body he now occupied, this lord, was incredibly formidable! And the master of this lord was even more heavyweight! They truly measured the boundaries of civilization with their feet; wherever they went, there were no demons or evil spirits to be seen! Of course, it was also the pioneer era, so the range they covered wasn't very large, but the "seeds" of civilization they planted were very "solid."

"Damn! How am I supposed to play the role of such a fierce person? If I reveal myself in two days, people will really think I've become a ghost or something!" While Wen Xian was worrying, the external bells rang again, but only once. Then, the "door" of the "tomb chamber" sounded. "Lord Wen Xian, is that you?"

...

"If you don't answer, we'll assume it is you." Then, a voice was heard whispering instructions: "No response detected, suspected unknown biological invasion, unable to determine nature, have the spirit removal team and the arcane team on standby. If the entrance can't be held, use the arcane pulse..."

Wen Xian listened in silence as the people outside schemed to block him inside. Then he put on a show and responded, "I am Wen Xian. I have awakened and am in good condition."

Li Xian, who was setting everything up outside, didn't stop after hearing this voice. Only after completing the basic arrangements did he reply, "I will now open the holy door for you."

He carefully took out a large bunch of keys and tried to insert them... but they wouldn't fit. He then tried another set, still no luck...

Hearing the rattling of keys and the heartbeat of the person standing in front of the door quickening, Wen Xian was momentarily unable to hold himself together. How could things be so unreliable? He waved his hand, and a large black sword appeared at his command. He casually swung it, intending to pry open the door. However, as he took a step forward, the door began to disintegrate. Soon, sunlight appeared at the door, along with a "miserable guy" who was frantically searching for keys. They both stared at each other, bewildered. Wen Xian hadn't expected such a simple action... and the "miserable guy" hadn't expected to face this legendary figure.

"Who locked my door?!" Wen Xian approached the door, and Li Xian, appearing as stiff as an old man, dropped the keyring in mid-air. To an outsider, he seemed to vanish from the door in an instant. From Wen Xian's perspective, the "dormitory manager" blocking the door seemed so startled that he was about to fall. Wen Xian quickly helped the young man up, but the young man instinctively threw something, seemingly to seal the door. As a result, it ended up pinning Wen Xian's arm. Although he didn't feel any pain, he clearly felt something kicking his arm, and not just once... But evidently, it was only for a moment. The arcane seal vanished completely, and Li Xian was caught by Wen Xian.

Seeing that Li Xian had remained "motionless," he could only respond with a dry laugh: "Locks are for locking the home. Locking from the outside means this world is your home, right? And 'home' still needs to be 'warm,' and 'warm' is all about the 'hospitality' from home folks." He then pointed to the brilliant beam of light in front of him.

The blinding white light, when Wen Xian learned this spell, was used by the Great Sage to illuminate the Eternal Night Marshes, making him shine like a light bulb every day. When the Great Sage used this spell, it was like the midday sun, illuminating even the darkest of secret realms. Of course, this spell was the most powerful among instant spells. It could create a carbon hole in an opponent's chest when caught off guard and had a special purifying effect on undead beings. For Li Xian, this was the best judgment he could make. For now, it was right in front of him, no need to aim, just close your eyes and fire!

The white light flashed by, and when Li Xian opened his eyes, Wen Xian was already gone. Turning around quickly, he saw Wen Xian standing next to the girl at the end of the team.

Seeing Wen Xian's clear hand gesture, he shouted anxiously, "Your Highness! Be careful!" However, the girl showed no intention of dodging. Her three thousand strands of hair fluttered in the wind as she gently bowed her head and said, "Brother, long time no see. Welcome home."

Tao Xian didn't consider himself a saint, but if a girl had looked at him like that in his previous life, he would have definitely fallen for it. However, Wen Xian's body seemed accustomed to such greetings, or perhaps this body had special control over emotions. He felt no ripple in his heart, only a slight warmth spreading from his chest.

Tao Xian, or rather Wen Xian, recognized this girl as Ivy, the princess of the Gnuton Empire and Wen Xian's junior. At this moment, he carefully observed the girl, constantly comparing and recalling past events between Wen Xian and Ivy. When he was about to give up due to the overwhelming and disordered memories, his brain automatically arranged the details he needed to grasp. He raised his hand in front of the girl. The girl naturally extended her small hand to his fingertips, and without any extra movements, he gently hooked her finger. "Let's go, home."

...

There was "no conversation" along the way, but in reality, the two were communicating in a world that others could not hear. Behind them, the royal guard of Princess Ivy, who had been waiting outside Wen Xian's "small house," followed them. At the end of the procession was the captain of the guard, Li Xian. He was now somewhat dejected. Losing to a legend was not shameful, but getting kicked by a legend was a different story. The most troubling part was that this legend was his future "supervisor." He was now considering whether to submit his resignation...